I Just Want To Be A Salted Fish Quietly

Full seat?

Yan Xiaoman was taken aback, but didn't react for a while.

Seeing her silly appearance, Lin Xian smiled lightly and said, "Do you still remember the yellow croaker in crystal soup?"

If Lin Xian mentioned the name of Gao Jianxiang, she might not remember it, but when she mentioned the yellow croaker filled with crystal soup, Yan Xiaoman immediately remembered it.

For a snack food person, the memory of food is obviously more profound.

She came back to her senses, her face was full of shock and she said, "You really went to find that Master Liao Jie?"

"yes!"

Lin Xian nodded and explained: "Not only did I find it, but I also found out that the other party is the true heir of the Man-Han Quanxi, and there are a series of interesting things."

After a slight pause, he held Yan Xiaoman's hand and continued: "I still remember that I once said that I want to take you to taste the delicacies from all over the world? So, I spent a lot of money to let them buy ingredients and make them specially for us. One meal, a full banquet!"

Yan Xiaoman stared at him blankly, a mist gradually rose in his eyes.

After a long time, she suddenly leaned forward, put her arms around Lin Xian's neck, and pressed down hard.

After a few minutes, the two separated.

Panting heavily, Yan Xiaoman said emotionally: "You bastard! Why did you treat me so well and make 840 me unable to leave you!"

"Wouldn't that be better, to be together forever!"

Lin Xian put his palm on her cheek and said dotingly.

Yan Xiaoman pursed her lips and said proudly: "Hmph! I don't know where you learned these ways of chasing girls!"

Lin Xian smiled and said, "You don't need to learn this stuff, it's all about talent!"

After returning to the hotel, the two had a casual lunch.

It's not that the food at the Shangri-La Hotel in Yangcheng tastes bad, but that they lose their appetite when they think of a full banquet waiting for them at night.

Especially Yan Xiaoman, who has been questioning the whole feast of Man and Han every day.

In desperation, Lin Xian could only take her to have a spa treatment, and then the two of them, extremely relaxed, went back to their room to take a nap.

When I woke up, it was already five o'clock.

Seeing the cell phone ringing continuously on the bedside table, Lin Xian rubbed his hands and connected the phone.

As soon as the connection was made, Uncle Zhong's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Lin Sheng, the banquet starts in an hour, when will you be there?"

There's no other way, when it comes to the bottom line, Xian is the protagonist tonight.

Whether it is Uncle Zhong or the current boss of Jiruilou, they can only be regarded as foils.

If he is not present, the Dragon Gate Banquet cannot be held!

Lin Xian replied: "Uncle Zhong, don't worry, I will arrive at Jirui Building in half an hour at most.

"Lin Sheng, then I won't disturb you."

Uncle Zhong heaved a sigh of relief when he got Lin Xian's reply, and hung up the phone hastily.

"Lin Xian, who is it?"

Yan Xiaoman squinted her eyes, her little head arched in his arms, very cute.

Lin Xian squeezed her body and said with a smile, "Honey, get up and go eat the Man Han Banquet!"

Full seat?

Hearing these words, Yan Xiaoman immediately opened her sleepy eyes, and instantly woke up.

After taking a spa treatment in the afternoon, I took a nap. At the moment, the two are full of energy and in good shape.

The only downside is that I was a bit hungry.

Especially when they thought of the Man Han Banquet, the two of them felt even hungrier.

After getting dressed and washing up, Lin Xian took Yan Xiaoman to Jirui Building.

Jirui Building is in Yangcheng, and its name is very famous.

This is true no matter in Zhong Bo's time or now.

Although there have been two different owners, they are all descendants of the Manchu Banquet after all, and the taste will not be bad.

But today, many diners find it strange.

Because there is a sign in front of the door of Jirui Building.

"Closed today!"

There is no renovation and no accident, so why did they suspend business suddenly?

You know, since the opening of Jirui Building, it has been suspended for a period of time when it was renovated 20 years ago.

For a time, many diners talked about it.

At this time, a black Jianli slowly stopped in front of Jirui Building.

After the driver came to open the door, Lin Xian and Yan Xiaoman got out of the car one after another.

Tang Ping, who had been waiting in front of the shop, immediately stepped forward and said with a smile, "Mr. Lin, you are here!"

Seeing Tang Ping, Lin Xian was a little surprised, and asked curiously, "Didn't you go back?"

Tang Ping showed a simple and honest smile, and explained: "I resigned, and I plan to develop with Yingqi in Yangcheng in the future!"

"good!"

Lin Xian nodded and understood immediately.

Tang Ping turned slightly to the side and motioned: "Mr. Lin, this way please, the banquet will start in half an hour!"

He remembered that the last two times when Lin Xian came to Yangcheng, the woman beside him seemed to be different from the one in front of him, but he was sensible enough not to ask.

As a former private detective, I still have this insight.

The decoration of Jirui Building is very retro, and at the same time it has the characteristics of Yangcheng.

At this time, the hall has been rearranged.

The huge hall has completely turned into a competition venue.

Dozens of people wearing chef uniforms sat in the auditorium on both sides.

And in front of the playing field, there are five main positions.

At this time, there were already three old people sitting on the main seat.

The two empty positions in the middle are obviously reserved for Lin Xian and Yan Xiaoman.

The moment Lin Xian and Yan Xiaoman entered the hall, everyone's eyes turned to them.

Seeing this scene, Yan Xiaoman seemed a little nervous, and moved slightly closer to Lin Xian.

Lin Xian held her hand, smiled slightly, and whispered in her ear: "Honey, don't be nervous. You have to know that everything tonight is prepared for you, and you are the real master!"

Hearing this, Yan Xiaoman glanced at Lin Xian affectionately, the original nervousness and restraint immediately dissipated without a trace.

That's right, Lin Xian prepared all of this for her tonight, these people are just a foil, why is she nervous?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Yan Xiaoman's face, and he took the initiative to walk towards the main seat.

The people in the auditorium gathered together in twos and threes, discussing in low voices.

"Who are these two?"

"Obviously it's Lin Sheng, the real success of this Dragon Gate Banquet!"

"Do you know? It is said that the Dragon Gate Banquet cost 20 million yuan!"

"Hiss! Where did you hear that?"

"Master Liao's son-in-law told me that this Lin Sheng asked Master Liao Jie to make a soup-filled yellow croaker at the price of 1 million!"

"Mother Throwing Lei! Looks like you can do whatever you want with money!"

Everyone was surprised, but no one belittled or laughed at Lin Xian.

Because for a chef, diners like Lin Xian are their real confidants.